Generations, Anne Rice, and Books

Growing up it really felt like my parents were always they age the were when I was about 5.  They were born that way, and they will stay that way.  Call me naive, but who would have thought that at the age of 25 with a baby in my belly that I would notice my parents are not that same age?  It’s been a trip to say the least.  And, when I start thinking about things, I start thinking about all things, and here are a few on the top of my list:

An elderly lady from Apple Man’s work ran right into a glass down that makes up the front of the Apple store.  Smack into it.  Cy said that she backed away and that she had blood dripping down her face and all over the floor and they had to take her to the hospital.  Sad story, terrible to picture, and that poor lady will most likely never step foot in an Apple store again.  But do you know what is even more insane?  I woke up the next morning thinking about this lady and my first thought was, “She used to be a baby.”

On another note, Anne Rice declared that she was leaving Christianity, not Christ, but Christianity.  She said that she is tired to being labeled and associated with a group of people that were very hypocritical and “anti” many things.  Rice has an interesting journey as she was an atheist, became a Christian and now is neither but still a follower of Christ.  Labels, labels, labels.  There is a large part of me that gets it, and wants to rally around her and to scream “YEAH!” mostly because I have no idea what else I would scream.  Maybe I would pump my fist in the air for affect.  But, the truth is, which this article describes so well, is what does it say to those that aren’t Christians if the Church gives up on itself?  If a world feels as those we have rejected them in many ways, abandoned them, and were so “anti” that we forgot to be loving then is being “anti” to our own brothers and sisters the answer? I think not.  We should be willing enough to admit where we are wrong, the things we suck at, and where we need more grace, but giving up is not the answer.  Because, what does that say about God’s faithfulness to an unfaithful people?

I’ve also been making a book list because now that I am out of school, I have time to read actual novels.  Here is what we have so far:

Eat Pray Love

3 Cups of Tea

A People’s History of the United States

Half the Sky

Any other recommendations?  I just also read Mennonite in a Little Black Dress, and Twenties Girl. If you have any of the above and want to make a swap, let me know.  Book postage is way cheaper than Borders.

In other news, here is an ultrasound picture where the baby is smiling.  I guess we should be thinking of names, but it seems a bit premature because what if we name him Ted and then he looks like a Ryan?  confusing confusing.  He seems to be happy enough so far, and we call him “Bean”.